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A Divine Meeting
by Stephen A. Peterson 
07/23/12
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A Divine Meeting
© 2012

by

Stephen A. Peterson


United States Army Captain David Boland glanced at his Monday morning newspaper: Unemployment now at 9.6 percent; Mother murdered in her home while her children slept; tornado rumbles through town killing 5. “Oh, well!” thought Captain Boland. “Enough negative news.”

“It’s almost 0500 hours. I’ve got to get to the Company area,” he thought out loud. “I’d better run. See you later, honey.” He kisses his wife then hurries out the front door.

As he drives to the company area, random thoughts about his appointments flood through his mind. “I’ve got to check in with the First Sergeant. I’ve got to meet with the Battalion Commander during the field training exercise. I’ve got to keep in continuous contact with the Platoon Leaders as well. I wonder if the Executive Officer received the Battalion Commander’s updates. Gosh, I have a great deal to do before we deploy to Afghanistan in a couple of months.”

Captain Boland pulled into his commander’s parking space. “Where’s the First Sergeant’s car? Where’s the XO’s car?”

Fifteen minutes later and still sitting in his car, he thought: “What in the heck is going on? I’d better call the First Sergeant. Hey, First Sergeant! Where is everyone? We have an FTX today. Where are you?”

“Sir,” responded the First Sergeant. “The FTX is not until tomorrow. Right now the company is going over a dry run. We’re going over our part of the mission, sir.”

“Oh my gosh! I have the FTX down on the wrong day! You’re right First Sergeant.”

“I have your back Captain. I know you have a great deal on your mind with your daughter having to be hospitalized. We understand the situation.”

“Thanks, top! I really appreciate you!”

“Sir, we still have that meeting at the Battalion Commander’s office at 0900.”

“I got that one. Let’s meet there at about 0845.”

“Okay, sir. I’ll be there.”

“Out here, top.”

“Out, sir.”

Starting up his car, he drove slowly towards the Battalion Commander’s office. While on the way, he came to the battalion chapel. With twenty minutes to spare, he stopped then walked into the chapel. He had never been in the chapel when it was dark and empty. It had always been filled with uniformed military personnel, family members, and a smaller number of retired military persons. Captain Boland found the chapel so quiet with so little light. It was dark except for the east side of the building.

Captain’s Boland’s curiosity got the better part of him. “Maybe the Chaplain left the light on somewhere,” as he followed the light to its source.

“Whoa! That’s really beautiful!” What Captain Boland saw was light passing through a stained glass painted window of the image of Jesus Christ’s face. The light presented a rainbow in the center aisle. This presentation so impressed him that he was awe struck to the point that he could not speak. He had been in this chapel many dozens of time during every time of the day as well as all seasons of the year and never experienced the image he witnesses. Captain Boland walked towards the beam of light to seemingly touch the light. As the light streamed across his hand, he looked at the red light move across his fingers as it turned into a deep, blood like color.

Stumbling back, Captain Boland came to a pew then knelt and prayed: “Lord, it is good that I’m here. This is a sign that You have visited me. Lord, there is no reason white light suddenly turns red. I’ve been so worried about my daughter, my wife, going to Afghanistan. You’ve said: ‘Let not your heart be troubled!” I just can’t seem to help it, Lord! But on this day, I promise I will put all of my troubles in Your Hands through prayer. Forgive me, Lord! Please, Lord, give me reminders that You are in control. I swear I will listen. Amen.”

Checking his watch, he noted the time was now 0830. He quickly rose from his kneeling position to make his way to the Battalion Commander’s office. As he drove, all of his worries melted away. A change he was unable to describe came over him in front of the Battalion Commander’s office.

“Good morning, sir!”

“Good morning, First Sergeant!”

“Sir, you look different. Is everything okay, sir?”

“Everything’s great, top! Top, this is the best day of my entire life!”

“Are you sure, sir? Let me know and I will do whatever needs to be done.”

“I’m absolutely sure, top! The Commander-In-Chief has everything under control!”

“The President, sir! Wow! You have the President helping with your situation!”

“No, top! Higher! Let’s go meet with the B.C.”


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